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He continued to torture her clit until she could take no more. She was squirreling around on the bed giggling and trying to get away from him until she squeezed her legs tightly together and said:
“My turn to punish you…you naughty boy.” He laughed. “I want to taste you,” she said.
She pushed him down on the bed then licked her way down his body until she sucked his half-flaccid cock into her mouth.
“How does that taste?” he asked.
“Like you and me,” she said, as she looked up at him and licked her lips tasting the cocktail of their combined orgasms.
That made him hard. “Good?”
“So good,” she said.
She licked across and around the top of it before letting half of it slide into her mouth.
She loved the taste. She loved the feel of him in her mouth and the sound of his pleasure as he tried to control himself.
She didn’t stop until it came to rest at the back of her throat. Chains twisted her hair up in his hands and moved her head where he wanted it.
She swallowed it whole, and he nearly came in her throat right then, but he wanted this to last a little longer.
She moved off the bed, kneeling between his legs. She had her hand around the base of his cock, but it was so big she still had a mouthful of the remainder as he thrust himself in and out of her mouth. She sucked and licked and ran her tongue around the flesh of the tip. Chains was breathing heavily, moaning, and gasping out her name and she felt his body tighten and his cock swell.
“I’m going to come,” he said, and she prepared herself for his climax, not wanting to spill a drop.
She tilted her head back and stuck out her tongue as she pumped his cock with her hand. As she looked up at him, he couldn’t hold back any longer as wave after wave of come shot into her mouth with her never losing eye contact.
When he finally finished, she sucked him back into her mouth and swallowed before licking his cock clean.
He leaned forward and pulled her up to his face. He felt her hard nipples against his chest as they kissed. When they had to part for a breath, he told her, as he had done so many times, “I love you, Juliette Martin. I love you with my whole heart and soul.”
“I love you so much, Chains. So very much.” Juliette’s eyes glistened with joyful tears. Her world had spun in an entirely new direction, and it felt like she was living in a dream.
22
It was a regular morning in Jefferson; the sun peeked over the horizon, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink. The quiet town was gradually coming to life as the people started their daily routines. For Juliette, however, this morning felt different.
Sitting alone at her kitchen table, she gingerly sipped her morning coffee, her brows furrowed in concern. She had been feeling nauseous for the past few days. At first, she brushed it off as the after-effects of the recent events – the stress, the adrenaline, the late-night celebrations that often involved a drink or two. But the unease persisted, and it seemed more than just a hangover or anxiety.
Despite the radiant morning sunshine streaming through the window, a shadow of unease settled over her. She found herself in the bathroom more often than not, a discomforting knot in her stomach that wouldn’t relent. She tried to convince herself that it might be a bug, or some food gone bad, but the nagging feeling that something was seriously wrong refused to leave her.
Days turned into a week, and the nausea became a constant companion, sapping her strength and making her irritable. Finally, she decided to confront what she had been ignoring, the possibility that seemed too overwhelming to entertain.
Walking into the local pharmacy, she purchased a pregnancy test. Back home, she stared at the little box as if it held a ticking bomb. She was scared, apprehensive, and surprisingly curious. Once she took the test, her life might never be the same again.
In the confines of her bathroom, she followed the instructions on the box. The minutes she had to wait for the result felt like hours. Her heart pounded against her ribcage, her mind racing with what-ifs. She couldn’t help but think about Chains, how this news would impact their relationship, their plans, their future.
When she finally dared to look at the result, the little plus sign seemed to mock her initial denial. She was pregnant. The room spun around her as she tried to comprehend the reality of her situation.
She slid down against the bathroom wall, the test falling from her trembling hand. A flurry of emotions crashed over her like a tidal wave – fear, uncertainty, but surprisingly, a twinge of excitement, too.
Her life had taken an unexpected turn. She was faced with decisions she hadn’t anticipated making so soon. But one thing was for sure – her life was about to change forever. She was no longer just Juliette. She was going to be a mother.
* * *
Chains gently guidedhis hand over Juliette’s swollen tummy. “If he’s a boy maybe we should call him Ratchet.”
“Ratchet! It sounds like rat shit.”
